Psalms 13

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?

Dokle æeš me, Gospode, sasvijem zaboravljati? dokle æeš odvraæati lice svoje od mene?

2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?

Dokle æu se domišljati u duši svojoj, mutiti se u srcu svom dan i noæ? dokle æe se neprijatelj moj podizati nada mnom?

3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;

Pogledaj, usliši me, Gospode, Bože moj! Prosvijetli oèi moje da ne zaspim na smrt.

4 And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.

Da ne reèe neprijatelj moj: nadvladao sam ga; da se ne raduju koji me gone, ako posrnem.

5 But I have had faith in your mercy; my heart will be glad in your salvation.

A ja se uzdam u milost tvoju; radovaæe se srce moje za spasenje tvoje.

6 I will make a song to the Lord, because he has given me my reward.

Pjevaæu Gospodu, koji mi dobro èini.